Springfield daily republic. [volume] (Springfield, O. [Ohio]) 1887-1888, 1887-05-28
BuRDET TIE.


Odd Bits of His wit-The Terror of Red
Dog.
Look here | naIni been raised on beetles
myself, don't eat EN- at home aud | amt
gUin' to eat en- when pay for bean soup
Ii was Samuel Standish Winthrop who
spoke, turning angTiiy away from the hest
table in the only hotel at Red Dog Samuel
Standish Winthrop. the only son Of one Ul the
oldest and proudeSt families ot Boston, a
graduate OF Harvard; brilliant, n poet,
artist, an accomplished lmgul>t, "A lerturer.
and man who, Young as he was. iai nee
read Browning IN the original Van, Vke
Brown. Polished, cOurtly ani refined in
speech and manner, the child ot the Oldest
and best culture nf this continent was Il
strange contrast to the rough scene and
rougher men around him. There we're IA few
OF the inhabitants Of Red Dog in the dining
room at the time. Most Of the boys We're III
the mines, and Jim WIld, Maj. toideck and
Judge Lynch had gone out to bury stranger
from Ohio, whom il was found necessary t.
shoot during the discussion over the relative
merits of four and full 50 that with the
exception of few miners and gamblers
lOungiug at the bar, the room was conn ARA
lively deserted Winthrop raised his voice
with that perfect modulatioU that spoke his
university training:
Il say, pardner, bring along ii dip net and
scoop out these beetles, take my soup and
birds separate"
Rising lazily from the floor in "a corner OF
the room. where lie sat in the dust mendins
forlOrn pair of ancient nocraSins Tarantu!a
Sam, the uukempt, tatteret, lazy hoStler,
waiter and man of all work at the Red Dog
hosteliy, shufiiei up to the table and leaning
over the young Boston ans shoulder, with a
deftness born Of the mountain and camp
easily tished out the obnoxious insect with
his finger.
See, Signor." said the half breed, holding
II before him. you are mistaken; il Is not u
true beetle; | hardly thought it could be pos
sible in this latitude Note the vertical
elongation of the head, the slender antennse,
the large reniform compound eyes the shield
like tergal portion of the prothorax, over
tapping the head in front and the tergal pOr-
ton of the m,-sothorsx behind; the increasing
length of the strong legs, from the first pair
10 the last: the elongated many joil.ted.
seto>e styles - cerci at its extremity: all
these mark one of the least modified forms Of
the insecta, Blatta orientaliS, the common
cockroach Of commerce"
II
held me,litativelv in his fingers. there as "A
little movement in the group Of idlerS, gam
blers, teamSters and miners al the bar; Col
Tarleel, the landlord, broke the silence with
"W ell. | Will he doggune.'
Samuel Staudi>h Winthrop had fallen
down dead ON the floor.
GIVE NE EXCESS OF IT.
Music" SAYS CARLYLE. lis kind of nar
ticulBte, unfathomahle speech. which leads
Us To the -i ye of the infinite and lets Us for
moments gaze into that" | am easily moved
with concord Of sweet sounds | love the odd
AMI antique song more than light airs, and
recuilected terms of these most brisk and
giddy pateJ times but never did | appre-
ciate Carlyle's saying until few nights
since, when heard Patti sing Home, Sweet
Home | will give you one stanza mysel.:
Mid pleasures and palaces though We may
roam,
Be it ever So humble there's no plase like home:
A sharm from the skies Seems TO hsllow us
there.
Which Seek through the world, is not met with
elsewhere.
Home. home. Sweet. Sweet home
.h3riS no paSe like home;
,hGr3'S no ho SlaSe isis SSSS,
PERFECTION.
A friend who was sitting to Micheai Angelo
for revised statue called on the sculptor
with his best expression. and some time after
ward called again; the sculptor was still sculp-
ing, although he was no Sculpin. His friend
looking at his work said: You have not
been idle since ! you last. but YOU had
better have been" by no meauS,' replied
the sculptor. Il have retouched this part
and polished that: | have soften,d this feat
ure ami brought out this mu,cie; - Won
have twisted my upper hp; you have made IA
great wrinkle across the cheek You have
carved "A wart Oh the nose and set the ear
fur.her haCa, and made one eye crooked" >" ex-
claimed The friend But these are trif,es :"
SAID the sculptor. and tritles make perfec-
lion, and perfection is no trlfie.n But the re
marks which his friend dropped as he started
for the rival gallery across the way convinced
Michael that II is easier to run powder mill
in BrimStoneviile than 1t is to please an un-
married man with his picture.
THE FREE LIST SUSPENDED
What Is the duty OF the hour" asked the
teacher And the assessors boy said he didn't
know unless it wa, the tax on watches -
Eagle.